Rup Kotha

Dirgho din onuposthit thakar jonnyo amar somostho pathok / pathika jader mullyoban montobye ami somriddho hoyeachi, tader sobar kache marjona chaichi, asakori ami ta pabo. January theke ami ekta chakrite join korechi, er ager lekhate se bishoyea ektu avas pathok / pathikara payechen, ha sei conl. Buro, tar n.g.o. Te. Fole amar lekhar jonnyo somoy ber korte ektu osuvida hoyeachilo, ar holir porer dinei jete hoyechilo bhuboneswar…amar ek pisir cheler beyate, je ghotonata apnader sathe share korte cholechi golper akare seta oi somoyei ghotechilo….tobe suruta korte hobe bari thekei, na hole golpe porompora bojay thakbena. Besi vumika kore apnader dhayrjo hani ghotabo na, surukorajak, kemon………….

Chithi elo barite, amar choto pisir cheler beya, sedini sondhya belay sosur mosai ke phon kore request korlen amar choto pisemosai, amar sosur vishon valo, udar moner, ek kothay raji hoyea gelen, sasuri ektu nimraji chilen, kintu sosur msaier juktir kache uni sob somoy har manen, ebaro tai holo, somoy besi nei, ar tin din bade holi, ami ar amar maye holir ager din baper bari gelam, agei maar sathe kotha hoyeachilo, bises keui jabar nei, ami, amar baper barir torof tekeo, abar sasur barir torof thekeo, ar choto kakar sorir kharap, ora keu jete parbena, choto kakar maye ar jamai jabe, rinku, chotokakar maye, ektu odvut rokomer khamkheyali dhoroner, doler din ki holo kejane, beke boslo, jabena, othocho or bor ki vishon vodro, bhuboneswar jabo ar puri jabo na ! Ei somoy to vishaon tourist der chap thake, obossyo purite sob somoye chap, tobuo kake jeno dhore ekta banker guest house book korlo, duto room, eto tara tari trainer ticket paoa gelo na bole o orissa state govt. Er buser ticket kete anlo, ki holo ki jani, rinkur jonnyo bodh hoy jaoai hobena, ami vablam, ar amar maye to agei bole dyeache jabe na, hotele thake to, bari asle kothao jete chay na, ar tar opor mamar bari hole to kothai nei, mereo nyea jaoa jabe na, othocho avi koto kore bollo oke songe nebar jonnyo, tokhon raji holam na, onek rokom vabe bujhyea elam, …seta ar ekta golpo hoyea jabe, onnyo kono somoye bolbo, ….rate maar sathe kotha holo,

---“ei vabe rupoker sathe amar jaoa ki thik hobe ?” Ami bollam,

---“sotty bolte ki, tor opor amar biswas ache, ekhon rinku ki vabbe setai kotha, …” maa bollo,

---“ha…tukaio jodi jeto….loke ki bolbe ?”

---“loker kotha nyea matha ghamas na, …bolar jonne mukh ha kore bose ache sob…tobe ki janis, rinkuro ekta problem ache, hoyto sei jonne o eto khit khite khamkheyali hoyea gyeache,….”

---“tai ? Ki go maa? Kiser problem or abar ?”

---“o borer kach theke thik thak valobasa pay na,….”

---“keno, ami to dekhchi rinku ke to pray hater talu kore rekhe dyeache, ja bole tai sone, oto valo chakri kore…”

---“osob to thik ache….asole rate thik thak valo base na,”

---“se ki ! Rupoker onno kothao relation ache ?”

---“na sedik theke ekdom nischit, rinku ja boleche tate osob kichu noy,…”

---“physical problem ? Daktar dekhayni?”

---“dekhyeache…tobuo to kichui holo na….rinkur jonne khub kharap lagere mona...ebarir duto mayeri kopal kharap,….”

Amar maa amake mona bole, porer din sokale rinku amake bollo, “didi tui or sathe ja...oke to jetei hobe, cuttake, or officer ki jeno kaj ache, ..”

---“achha, tui emon korchis keno ? Tuio chol, dekh berolei mon valo hoyea jabe,..”

---“tui gele ja, amar kono osubidha nei, toro kono osubidha hobena, ar na gele tor jaoa hobe na, amar kichu noy,”

Choto kaka kakimaa sobai bollo keu jabe na mamar bari theke ? Eta khub kharap hobe, …jai hok bag gucholam

Rate bus, babu ghat theke charbe, rat sare notate somoy, bikele berobo amra, ekta gari bola hoyeachilo, dupure khaoar pore ektu ghumonor chesta korlam, …mayeta kothay je beryeache..toi toi kore para berate…hostele thakte thakte amar opor or tan ta kome gyeache, ..e barite ei ghorta amar vishon pryo, khate suea janla dyea dekha jay baire ta, …basonti rod lukochuri khelche gach gachalir chayader sathe, mon udasi batase buker vetor ta hu hu kore uthche, rituraj somaj bojhe na, somporko bojhe na, jokhon tokhon sorire jala dhoryea jay,…sorir ta kemon kore uthlo, chokhe mukhe jol dyea abar sulam, kokon jeno chokh buje gyea chilo, ghum vanglo mayer dake…maye ke ador kore bujhyea, fresh tresh hoyea jokhon gari te uthlam, bikel 5 ta, saree porechi, niler opor sada ar laler kaj, nil blouse, rupak ke darun handsome lagchilo, nil jeans ar black tee shirt, eto sundor ekjon purush manush, othochooooo…..amar vabteo kharap lagchilo, bishoy ta ar mone korbo na thik korlam,

---“ghonta derek age pouche jabo amra,” rupak bollo,

---“iss tahole to ar ektu pore berolei hoto,”

---“rasta ghater bapar, hate kichu somoy nyea beronoy valo, gyea cha khete khetei somoy chole jabe, kolkatar somoy kotha dyea je chole jay,….bojhai jay na,”

---“bhuboneswar pouchobo kotar somoy?”

---“vor 5 ta,”

---“sara rat buse bose bose jete hobe ? Khub kosto kor, ..”

---“na na kono malum hobe na, a.c bus, seat sobi push back, tachara sleeper coach eta,”

---“mane soar jayga ache ? Trainer moton ?”

---“ha, amader seating, babostha hoye jabe, amake to praye jete hoy cuttake,”

---“amar jonne ekta birth babostha kotei hobe kintu…”

---“hoye jabe apni nischinte thakun,….cigeretter gondhe ki apnar osubidha hoy ? ….mane apnar apotty na hole ami ekta khetam arki,..”

---“na na khao, osubidha nei,…chelera cigerett khabe na, ektu dustumi korbe na, tai kokhono hoy ?...” Achol thik korte korte bollam ami, ar nijei obak hoyea gelam, erokom to bolte chaini, …

Babu ghate neme gari ta chere deoa holo, cha ta khaye du botol jol ar duto veg.chaowmin packet kore nilo rupak, ei gari ta abar rate ek bar matro thame, khabar jonne daray na, babu ghat theke dhulagorh petrol pump, tar por soja kothay jeno ekta daryea chilo, ar tar por soja bhuboneswar, buse bises lok nei, sob milyea 25 jon, rupak amar jonne ekta birth thik kore fello, extra dite holo obossyo; nogor kolkatay bosonter agomon songbad sudhu calenderei simaboddho noy, babu ghate gongar batas ta amay bujhyea dilo, chari diker ‘ei edike esona’ dristi amar sorirer anche kanache ghora ghuri korche, ami bujhte parchi, valoi lage amar ei dhoroner dristi, ..dristi sukh theke ontoto bonchito hochhe na rastar manush gulo, ar 6’ lomba kheloar sulov cheharar songi jodi pase thake bosonter ar ki dosh ? Didi bole deke amay kichu ekta bolte jachhilo rupak, ami thamyea dyea bollam,

---“ai, amay didi bolbe na,”

---“didi bolbo na ! …tahole dakbo kivabe ?”

---“jani na” komore ektu mochor dyea ar golate mrr dyea bollam ami.

---“keno ?”

---“tumi jodi amay didi bolo , tahole ami buri hoyea jabo, tai…” ektu neku neku sure bollam ami,

Cigerette dhoralo rupak, khub chintay pore gyeache bechara, bus charar por bollo,

---“ea ..mane dhulagorer pore ar daray na, oi somoy kheye neoa jabe, na ki bolen ?”

Ami tolar thot ta kamre or dike takyea bollam, “sobai amay sonu bole, tumio tai bolbe…”

---“tahole sonu di, dhulagorh charle amra kheye nebo..”

---“abaaar…tumi dekhchi amay buri proman na kore charbei na….”

---“thik ache didi ar bolbona,…kintu rinku to didi bole tai…”

---“oi vul ta korona, ghorer santi age bojay rekho…..”

Khaoa ses hole ami barthe othbar jonne seater pase je siri lagano chilo seta dyea othar chesta korlam, saree pore oto opore pa tola jay ! Seate daryea kono rokome uthlam, o amake sahajjo korlo amar komor dhore, pachate or hater choa pelam, suea porlam, eto jore cholche, kintu kono jhakuni bojha jachhe na, buser vetore sob alo nivyea dyeache, radium lagano hat ghorite dekhlam sare 11 ta, ghum vanglo rupaker dake, namar somoy vari sohoj, seater backreste ek pa dyea rupaker kadhe du hate vor dyea neme porlam, bag potro bus theke nyea namar por rupak bollo, “ oi je pay and use, jodi proyojon pore…” proyojon porbena abar ? Gelam, ki nongra…ki ar korbo…halka hoyea beryea ekta auto nyea pisir bari, rupak chole gelo or officer kaje, cuttak, kal bouvat, sondhya belate asbe, onusthaner sondhya belate ullekh joggo kichu ghotona ghoteni, sejechilam khub, purushder mugdho ebong lubdho dristi amar sorire khub valo lagchilo, amake dekhyea sobai ektu besi smartness dekhachilo, amar dristi akorshoner jonne, ami sobtai dekhchilam, abar kaukei bisesh nojor noy, emon vabe chilam jate sobai mone kore se amar dristi akorshon korte pereche. Rupaker bisesh khatir jotno holo, jamai bole kotha.

Porer din sokale , 9 ta nagad amra berolam, rupaker officer gari, amader chere asbe, puri, sudhu tel khorochta dite hobe, valoi holo arame jaoa jabe, sokale pisi bolchilo,

---“dekh mona, ei vabe toke charte vishon kharap lagche, kintu upay nei re, kal sokale tapu honymoone beryea jabe, ar amra tinar sathe or bari jabo, bangalore, kalkei rater train, ….”

---“tate ki pisi, amar kono osubidha nei,…”

---“na mane….rinku kichu mone korbe nato ?” Khub kayda kore bollen pisi.

---“tumi ekdom vebo na pisi, ami to astei chaichilam na, sobar onumoti nyeachi….”

---“voy hoyre mona tor jonne, …emon agun rup…….”

---“kogojer ful pisimoni, kono vomra asbe na…chinta koro na,”

Sokal 9 ta nagad berolam, kalor opor sonali kajkora nylon chiffon porechi aj, maching blouse, sleevless, deep cut, ei dhoroner saree sorirer sathe lepte theke sorirer vougolik chittro prokash kore, garite bose prothomei achol ta thik kore nilam, rupesh keo darun sexy lagchilo, black pant ar sky blue shirt, muchki hese jiggasu dristite takalam or dike, chokhe bishonno mugdhota, ki jeno vabche, …valo lagche na amay ? Khub beshi ugro hoyeachi ?

---“asbar somoy pisimoni bollen, dekhis…sabdhane thakis mona, ami bollam voy nei pisi moni, rupak to achei, ….pisimoni bollen, sei jonnei to bolchi….”

---“mane ? Ami bagh na valluk ? Amar theke sabdhane thakte hobe ?”

---“bagh na valluk ta to dekhini ekhono….tobe mone hoy singho….” Ar chokhe or dike takyea haste haste bollam ami,

---“ar jodi dekho singher chamra pora gadha ?”

---“kharap ki ? Pithe chepe ghurbo…” tolar thot ta kamre bollam ami,

Amar diker janala dyea rod aschilo, sore boslam, ropaker urur sathe amar uru sporsho holo, rupaker kichu hoyeachilo kina jani na, pore jiggesh kora hoyni, amar sorire spark korlo…onek onek din pore ei onuvuti holo….

---“ektu bade gari ghurlei edik dyea rod asbe..”

---“asuk…” sore boste gyea amar dan diker buker achol sore gyeachilo, halan dyea boslam ami, amar vorat buker khaj ar dandiker buk unmukto pray, nissas ghono hoyea uthlo amar, koler opor hat duto joro kore chokh bujyea chilam ami, tibro vabe kamona korchilam rupaker sporsho laguk amar sorire, onno keu hole ki korto ami jani, rupak kono rokom vabe sporsho korchilo na amake, rage ovimane monta vore jachhilo, abar mone mone bol chilam, o osustho….amake aro akorshonyo hote hobe or moton kore….pray ek ghonta bade gari ta dar koralo rastar dhare ekta dhabate, achol ta komor theke pechyea samne guje nilam, tar por egyea gelam, heel sandal, ar amar pachar dolay dule gelo dhba, cha khayea abar poth chola suru holo, faka mather vetor dyea chutheche gari, ekhan kar rasta vishon valo, ektana cholche gari, jhimuni ese gyeachilo, rupaker kadhe matha halyea chokh ta bujyeachilam, cigerette dhoralo rupak, purushali gayer gondho, tar sathe cigeretter gondho milyea amake uttejito kore tulche kromosho, kadhe matha rakha obosthatei or mukh theke cigerette ta nyea ektu jhuke janla dyea fele dila, or dan hate amar ba diker buk chepe gelo,tar por valo kore or dan hat ta joryea kadhe matha dilam,

---“ghum pachhe ?”

---“huuu…”

---“seate suea poro,”

---“draiverer osubidha hobe,” matha na tulei mukh tule takalam ami, urusondhite veja onuvuti, or mukhe didhagorstota,

---“ar kotokkhon ?”

---“ei to pouche gyeachi pray,”

---“kothay uthchi amra ?”

---“tumi bolo, …guest house to book korai ache,”

---“ami bolbo ? Thik kotha rakhbe ?”

---“sure …kotha dilam,”

Sei bishannota katyea uthche rupak, jodio didhagorstota ekhono ache, …mon ta khusi hoyea uthlo,

---“guest house bad, hotele uthbo,” ami bollam,

Kothay kothay pouche gyeachi, gari theke dekha jachhilo nil somudro, garir chapa enginer sobdo chapyea sona jachhilo day of bengaler aoaj, somudrer dhar dyea rasta chole gyeache soja, ektu gyea daralam, rupak driver ke bollo ektu opekkha korte, amio namlam na, o jante gelo ghor ache ki na, uki dyea dekhlam, ‘puri hotel’, hotat dinesh bollo, …dinesh, amader driverer nam,….”Madam, ek request hai apke pas,” ami ektu obak holam, bollam “bolo”, dinesh bollo, “madam, do sal se mera mera tonkh bara nehi, …kuch barega to …bal bachha hai….” Ami bollam, “mai bolungi to hoga ?” Dinesh bollo, “ap bolnese jarur hoga, …ap ka husband hai na..” Ami bollam, “kaise malum ?” “pata hai, ….gari ke lyea likhna porta hai,…”buker vetor ek jholok rokto jeno vishan abege choryea porlo amar sara mukhe, abeg samle bollam, “bolungi…jorur bolungi…” rupak beryea ese dorja khule amake bollo, “cholo ghor ache, pochondo hobe kina ekbar dekhe nao,” saree thik kore namlam, birat hotel, “somudro dekha jabe ?” Receptione jiggasa korlam, bollo ghor ta sea facing, tin tolate, “tahole ar dekhar dorkar nei,” ami bollam, hoteler loke amader bag potro roome pouche dilo, tar age khatay nam thikana lkhlam amra, mr. And mrs. Rupak dutta, ektu lojjar sathe amar dike deklo, ami khub savabik vabe soi korlam mrs susmita dutta, samne hoteler lok, majhe ami, pechone rupak, ami sposto bujhlam, khub savabik karonei amar pachar opor theke dristi sorate parchilo na, rupak,ichhe kore ektu beshi dolalam ami, jevabei hok rupakke ready korte hobe, ei tin diner vetor, amar oviggo mon bolche rupaker osusthota samoik,

Ghorta besh boro, ekta deoal jora pray ayna, otai dressing table, ulto diker deoale khat, akashi ronger chador pata, dekhlei suea porte ichhe kore, attach toilet, bal cony dyea somudro dekha jachhe, balconyr dorja khola thakle hu hu kore somudrer batas ghore dhukche,

---“balconyr dorja ta bondho kore rakhte hobe, na hole bali dhuke gor nogra korbe…”

---“cholo cholo age somudre chan kore asi, tar por dekha jabe….” Bag theke jama kapor ber korte korte bollam ami, ekta churidar nyea bath roome dhuklam ami, saree ta khule hangere rekhe blouse ta khulte gyea dekhi kichutei pechoner hook gulo kulte parchi na, sotty sotty khulte parchilam na, edike chan korte jabar tara, saya ta buker opor tule berolam,

---“ai,….amar jamar hook gulo ektu khule debe please…?”

Kirokom thotomoto khelo rupak, tarpor amar pechone daryea jamar hook khulte laglo, hat kapche or,

---“iss kivabe lagyeacho, rkdom joryea gyeache,”

---“blouser hook khulte eto somoy lage tomar !”

Sob kota kholar por ami saya ta ke date chepe dhore jama ta khule fellam, o bollo, “aj chan korbona, aro 3 din ache, cholo aj prothomei jagannath dorshon dyea suru kori,”

---“thik ache, tumi ja bolbe,”

Bathroome dhuke dorja bondho korar age michi hese bollam, “vitu kothakar,”

Bathroome dhuke aynar samne daryea dekhlam nijeke, bathroome nijer mukho mukhi ami, thik korchi ? Ami ki rinkuke thokachhi ? …..achha rupak ki sotty sotty oparog ? Mone holo na to ! …ami ki sex maniac ? …purush sorir amake eto akorshon kore keno ? Sex chara ekta dino thakte parchi na ajkal, na na rinkuke thokano thik hobe na,…kintu rinku jodi nijei eta chay ? ….na hole o elo na keno ?......iissss bogoler chul gulo ebar katte hobe, sei doler din ketechilam, ….ei sob sat pach vabte vabte chan kore berolam, churidar ta pore nilam panty charai, bra ta pore nilam, buk duto boddo boro hoyeache, bra naporle vishan uneasy feel kori, jodio chelera jokhon chokh dyea amake chate vishon valo lage, dujone chan kore berola, ami porechi sada churidar ar nil kurta, or porone aligori pajama ar panjabi,

---“ai…ami tomar sathe berobo na,”

---“keno ! Ki holo ?

---“sob mayera chute asbe ar tomake tule nyea jabe….ami rinkuke ki bolbo ?”

---“are…ei voy ta to amio korchi tomar jonne….!”

Haste hasre bollam, “fight korbe,…sundori salir jonne..ki paebe na ?”

---“parbo na abar ? Kortei hobe, ar tumi ki korbe ?”

--- “ei je hater nokh gulo dekhecho to ? Chokh khuble nebo….”

Masir hotele kheye o cigrette dhoryea amay misti pan kine dilo, tar por or porichito panda ke phon kore thik korenilo, pujor sob kichu,

---“sare charter somoy jete bollo,…ekhon tin te baje, ..cholo ekta auto kore ni, mondirer aspas tao ghure dekhe neoa jabe, hate somoy ache,….”

Autote khub ghonisto hoyea boslam amra, jeno notun byea hoyeache amader, …panty ta porlei valo hoto, kemon jeno lagche, rupako ghonisto hochhe amar sathe, onek free hoyeache, ….mondire pujo dilam, ekta odvut jinis dekhlam, mondire potaka uttolon, ekta bachha chele, jar boyosh 12 bochorer besi hobe na, mondirer ga beyea tor tor kore uthe gelo churote, notun potaka lagyea purono potaka nyea neme elo, jai hok, jai hok, abar auto korei firlam, sare chota baje,

---“cholo ebar somudrer dhare bosa jak,” bollo rupak,

---“tar age ekbar roome jabo,”

Batroom kore dress ta change kore nilam, prothome vebechilam change korbo na, kintu mone holo, ar deri korle rupak confuse hoyea jabe, skirt prlam, hatu jhul, sleevless sada shirt, loose fitting, sada kalo skirt, ar lal panty,

---“ghontai ghontai dress change korcho ki bapar …?

Halka makeup nilam, halka lipstik, ar chotto tip,

---“jama kapor gulo enechi ki ferot nyea jabar jonne ?.... Keno kharap lagche ?”

---“jai poro tumi khub maniea jay, ….na porleo manbe nischai,…..”

---“aaaiii…khub sahos dekhchi !”

---“dupure bolle vitu…ekhon abar rag koro keno ?”

Or dike fire daryea bollam, “thik ache to ?”

Cholhe kemon jeno bishonno mugdhota, “iss nijeke chakor bakor mone hochhe,”

---“ja, eto sundor ekta purush manusher pase pase thakbo bole saj lam, ar se kina bole…..vitu kothakar…” haste haste bollam ami,

Somudrer dhare boslam dujone, bivinno golpo bolchilo rupak, age eseche o, tokhon kirokom chilo, ekon koto vir bereche, ami dekhchilam krishno pokkher ondhokare milyea jaoa somudroke, kon ojana diper khobor nyea asche dheu gulo, koto hajar bochor dhore dheu gulo eki rokom vabe ei tire achre porche, somudrer gorjon ar batase elomelo hoyea jachhilo amar chul, ek hate skirt chepe dhore bar bar thik korchilam chul gulo, “e vabei tomay khub valo lagche,” takalam ami, amar buker vetor dheu vangar sobdo sunte pachhi ami, ektu ektu kore bujhte parchilam keno rinkur sathe o milito hote pare na, ami uthe somudrer jole pa vejate gelam, haoar dapote skirt uthe jachhilo, do hate dhore rekhechilam ami, jole pa dite kemon mone holo, ami ekpa ekpa kore egyea jachhilam, kejeno amay pechon dike tanlo, ghure dekhi rupak, ek hate amar choti, ar ek hate amar hat dhoreche,

---“ar jeona, …kal chaner somoy jabo, …”

---“kota baje ?”

---“sare at…”
---“amar ar valo lagche na, nyea cholo amay,”

---“cholo,”

Amar pithe hat dyea nyea hollo, kichuta jabar por amay choti ta dilo, ….masir hotele kheye, ekta pan kheye, firlam roome.

Barandate cigerette khachhilo, ami, khate bose ekpa khate tule nail polish lagate laglam, dan payer por ba pa tao tullam, vabchi, kokhon firbe amar dike, cigerette ta fele ghurlo, ami jani, or chokh atke gyeache amar dike, amar du payer sonjog sthole, ami jeno kichui janina emon vabe payer nokhe nail polish lagachhi, kichu bujhte na parar van kore bollam, “ki dekhcho ?” Tar por lojja paye hay dyea chepe dilam skirtta, o bollo, “ na mane kichu na,” bath roome gelo, amio kichu na bole balconyte gyea daralam, kichukkhan bade aslo, dorjar dike mukh kore daryea chilam ami, khali ga, genji kaporer shorts poreche, or purushango bojha jachhe, abcha vabe, ami ghure daralam, thik amar pechone ese daralo, “rag korecho?” Ami samne jhuke rallinge kunui dyea daralam, pachata theklo or komorer kache, “vitu kothakar,” o amar komorer dupas dhorlo, ami aro chepe gelam or dike, “ami bujhte parchi sobi,…kintu ami….” Ami pacha ghoste laglam, hotat bose pore du hate amar skirt ta komorer opor tule dyea chumu khelo amar pachate, kepe utlo amar sorir, ghure daralam, sthir dristi te takalam or dike, dhire dhire or gola joryea ami bollam,

---“keno eto deri korle ?”

---“amay khoma koro sonu,” amar kadhe mukh guje bollo,

Ami or kane golay, ghare chumu khete khete bolla, “ghore nyea jabe na ?”

Aro besi kore akre dhorlo amake, ami ek hate or du payer fake jhule thaka purushange hat dilam, ooaaoo, amar jibone onek purush eseche, kintu eto boro amar oviggotate nei, biswas korun, sara sorir uttejonate kapche amar, mutho kore dhorlam, kintu sokto hoyni, etao amar jiboner prothom oviggota, amake peyeo lingotthan hochhe na kono purusher, bujhlam, rinkur khit khite hobar karon, amake dekhei cheleder pant fule othe, ar er kichui hochhe na, amake peyeo, chotkate chotkate vablam, eke jagate gele sadharon ar pach joner moton korle hobe na, amake active hote hobe, ami or mukh du hate dhore chumu khelam thote, kamre dhorlam or thot, sara dilo o,

Ghore nyea aslam ami oke, danda dhore, baddho cheler moton aslo o, pantta namyea dilam ami, osadharon sexy chehara rupaker, pray 6 feet lomba, chora buk, pesi bohul uru,sugathito pacha, ar oi bishal lingo, osohay vabe jhulche du payer majhe, ubu hoyea bose chumu khelam or pete, tolpete, du hate pacha khamche dhorlam ami, aste aste nicher dike namlam, chumu dilam, ek hate uchu kore dhore chumu khelam chamrar tholi te, “roj shave koro?”

O amar mathay hat bulote laglo, dan hate dandata ke uchu kore dhore boll duto mukher vetor pure nilam, ba hat dyea khamche roilam or pacha, boll duto mukher gorome relaxed holo, ami dan hate danda dgore narate laglam, matha theke chamra nicher dike tene namalam, ar, ba hat dyea or pachute angul deoar chesta korlam, ektu jeno kepe uthlo or sorir ta, amar chuler vetor or hat bose jachhilo sokto hoyea, chere dyea uthe daralam, jamar botam khulte khulte bollam, “khule debe na ?” Amar mukh du hate dhore bollo, “tumi vishon sundor,”

---“rinkur thekeo ?” Kono kotha na bole amar thote chumu khelo, thot chuste laglo, bujhlam or mon sara dichhe, ebar jagate hobe or sorir, jama ta khule fele abar boslam or payer kache, du hate or danda dhore mukhe nilam ami, eto boro sotty dekhini, norom obosthatei soja korle pray or navir kacha kachi chole jachhe, matha theke chamra soryea jiv dyea bolate laglam, tar por dhire dhire purota mukher vetor pure nilam, purota nile golar vetor chole jeto, bomi hoto, ektu nichu hoyea amar pithe hat bolate bolate bassierer hook khule dilo, ami or dike dekhlam, chokh buje gyeache, aro jore chuste laglam, ar boll duto chotkate laglam, olpo somoy porei bujhte parlam or hose pipe dyea hor hore jol berochhe, chamra soryea jiv dyea gora theke chatte thaklam, mukher gorome dhire dhire fule uthche amar mukher vetore, edike amaro tokhon bonna suru hoyea gyeache, panty vije sop sop korche, buker kathinnyo barche, kichukkhoner vetor or lingo eto tai fule fepe utlo, je amar mukher vetor ar jayga holo na, urebbaaas eto mota….lombate ar bises bare ni, kintu eto mota !.....mutho kore dhorte parchina…..matha ta lal tok toke chotto cherata dyea ros asche,…brassierta khule bichanate chit hoyea suea porlam, chokh bujyea, ek bolistho purushali thoter sporsho, amar thote chepe boseche or thot, ami thot fak korlam, mukher vetor gorom jiver choa pelam, amar jivo sara dilo, mukher vetor theke suse nite chaiche amar somosto kamona,pete or linger sporsho pachhi, chuler muthi dhorlam ami, thele namalam amar du payer fake, oooo gorom korkos jiver sporsho amar cherate, aro fak kore dilam ami pa duto, or jiv tokhon amar klite, amar sara sorir thor thor kore kapche, sorirer sob ros jeno chera dyea ber hote chaiche, sukher akankhate kator artonad kore uthlam ami, “ar parchinaaaaa,,,,rupaaaak….ebar dao, …dhokao pleeeease….aaaaa mere felo amay….” Chumu khete khete uthe asche or mukh oporer dike, ami pagoler moton or matha chepe dhorchi, dan hate amar cherate ghoste laglo, amar sara sorir osojjho sukher kamonate chot fot korche, angul golyea dilo amar vetor, gola joryea komor tule chot fot korte laglam, ek hate gola joryea ar onno hate or purushotto ke dhore tene anlam amar naritter kache, du payer majhe bose cherate lingota ghoste laglo, ami ota dhore tene lagalam cherar mukhe, “aste aste dhokao, lagbe….” Aro fak kore dilam pa, aaaaahhhhhaaaa bishalotter swad grohon korte laglam ami, dujoner tai kam rose pichhil thakate bina badhate dhukte laglo amar vetor, amar joni gohobor vorat hoyea gelo rupaker bishal linge, ami or komor dhore rekhechi, bujhte parchilam na nite parbo na ki lagbe, purotai dhuke gelo bina badhate, bina bathate, duhate hatu duto dhore fak kore rakhlam, komor dolate suru korlo rupak.

---“uuuffff ki araaam….” Aste aste soyea gelo, ami du pa dyea or komor joryea dhorlam, kopale bindu bindu gham, mukh ha kore amar mukher dike yakyea amake dekhche ar komor dolachhe, gola dyea hummmm….hummmm….kore sobdo hochhylo, gola joryea thote chumu khelam ami, “jore jore koro,” osojjho sukher sitkare ghorer nisstobdhota khan khan hoyea jete laglo, bodh hoy paser ghor thekeo sona gyeachilo, somudrer gorjon chapyea gelo rupaker jouno gorjon, or komor dolano druto hote laglo kromosho, sukher sikhore pouche gyeache o, songe amakeo nyea choleche, aaaa….aahhhhaaaaaa….iiiiiiiissssssssssss….amar asche rupak, aaahaahhahahah..oooomaaaaagooooo….amar hoyeagelooooo…..chepe dhoro amake rupak, chepe dhoro….uuuufffff….., amar jol khose gelo, ghor laga dristite amar mukher dike takyea sojore komor chalate laglo, ami or gola joryea bollam, “ebar felooooo” ekta odvut aoaj hochhe, emon aoaj kono din hoyni, hotat amar chuler muthi dhore bollo, “aaascheee naaaooo…..susmitaaaaa….amar berochheeee….” Chitke berono gorom birje vore gelo amar joni, aro koyek bar komor dulyea aste aste theme gelo rupak, amar buker opor suea porlo, ami or mathate hat bulyea dilam, chumu khelam, berkore nilo o lingo, sathe sathe goryea berholo dujoner sukher ros, amar pachar khaj dyea gorate laglo, govir vabe amay chumu khelo rupak, eto sundor kore keu khayni, amay joryea dhore hafate laglo, ami or buke mukhghoste laglam, hafate hafate bollo,

---“tumi amake notun jibon dile sonu,”

---“ami ? Kivabe..?”

---“ajker rat amar jibiner soronyo rat hoyea thakbe chirodin,”

---“amaro sona, ….kintu ami….kivabe…”

---“ami pourush harate bosechilam,”

---“mane?....”

---“tahole sono, ….pray tin bochor holo amar biea hoyeache, aj der bochor bade ami abar korlam,”

---“mane der bochor tumi rinku ke koro ni ?” Ami obak hobar van kore bollam,

---“joto bar or kache gyeachi, mone hoyeache o amake pochondo kore na, or dik theke kono agroho dekhini,…tar opor sob somoy amake opoman koreche, proti nioto, emon ki amar bondhuder samne, office staff der samne, relativera to achei,…joto bar gyeachi ami sokto hote pari ni,”

Pas fire ek pa or pete tule pas balisher moto joryea chilam ami, or buker sathe amar buk chepe dhore bollam,

---“eto boro jinish ta emi chepe dhukyea dilei to parte,…amar bon bole noy, emon sami ke je opoman kore tar….lonka guje dite hoy,”

Ho ho kore hese amay joryea dhore bollo, “ta tumi ki kore acho ? Eto din ?”

---“kemon laglo?”

---“vishon khudharto bole mone holo tomay,…ar tomar figure…jekono film star ke har manabe, …ki kore chile eto din ?”

---“tumi amar jiboner dityo purush,”

---“ar ek jon ke ?”

---“je chole gyeache, tomar jamai babu…”

Amar cherate hat bulote bulote bollo, “ekdom amar sizer toiri…”

---“rinkur tao jothesto valo…ami jani..”

---“dur prothom prothom jokhon kortam, date dat chepe suea thakto sudhu, purota dhokatei dito na,”

---“ekon ki korbe ?”

---“chokh bujyea tomar kotha vabbo, tomar cherar kotha vablei amar danda lafyea uthbe, tar por korbo,”

Hi hi kore hese uthe bollam, “bouer pase suea sali ke vabbe ? Chi chi ….iiissss ki osovvo tumiiii…! Charo bath roome jabo,” oke thele soryea uthe gelam ami, hat dhore ek jhotkate abar tene nilo,

---“uuuu ektu age ar parchina, arparchina jore jore koro, bolchile tar belate ?”

Ami or buke mukh gujlam, “uuhuuu vat…jao osovvo kothakar, amar lojja kore na ?”

---“osob jani na, ami chai amar sali monir ei osadharon figure loke dekhuk, dekhe danda khara kore chot fot koruk ar amake hingsa koruk,…”

Or problem ta kothay ami bujhlam, mukher dike takalam, “tahole cholo ei obosthate beache jai,”

---“na tahole loke pagol bolbe,….ki vabe se tumi jano,….”

Alto kore chumu kheya bollam, “ekhon to charo, na hole bichanate hisi kore debo…”

Bath roome gelam, hisi kore dhute dhute vablam rupaker problem ta, rinkuke sikhyea dite hobe, asole ja chay,

Rate dujone dujonke pas balish kore ghumolam, ekta sopno dekhlam rate, ekta hati amake sur dyea mukhe ador korche, ghum ta venge gelo, dekhi, rupak amar buker opor bose or danda ta dyea amar mukhe bolachhe, baire aste aste alo futche, vorer somudrer thanda batas dukhche ghore, dorjata sara rat kholai chilo, pakhider kakoli sona jachhe, “please ek bar bathrrom kore asi…tumi korecho?”

---“ha,…jao…”

Rate khola skirt ar bassierta nyea dhuklam bathroome, “o gulo abar ki hobe ?” Dorja bondho korte korte sunlam,

Bathroom sere skirt ar lal bra ta pore berolam, du hat mathar opor tule komor bekyea ektu armora dilam sorire, tar por or dike ar chokhe dekhe pacha dulyea balcony te gelam, purir ghum vangeni ekhono, halka nil alo charidike, ase paser balconyte keu nei, ami pas fyrr ek angul dyea isarakore deke rallinge vor dyea samne jhuke daralam, oi obosthatei aslo, pechone daryea bollo, “ki ?” Ami kichu na bole ek pa rallinger ekt rode tule ek hate pachur khaje chulkonor van korlam, o bose porlo pechone, “chulkochhe ? Darao chulke dichhi,” mukh ghote laglo amar pachur khaje skirter opor thekei, “vor hoyea gyeache, fokla mukhe ektu brush kore debe na ?”

Skirter vetor matha golyea chatte laglo amar chera ar pachur futo, ooooo ki vishon aram lagche, daryea amar mangsol pachu duto fak kore dhore pechon theke dhukyea dilo rupak, ek ta dim vangar moton sobdo kore dhuke gelo or jinish ta, du hate amar pacha dhore komor narate laglo, prochondo sukhe amar chitkar korte ichhe hochhilo, kintu e vabe ta kora gelo na, sotorko vabe dekhchilam keu dekhche ki na, paser hoteler char tolar janalate dristi gelo, ek ta maye, dekhche amader, kichukkhan pore dekhi ek hat nightyr vetor dhukyea dyeache…… pray minute 10ek eki vabe komor dolalo, amar du payer fake, pechon dike tokhon somudrer dheu achre porche, date thot chepe achi, ebar jore jore thapate laglo, bujhte parlam ebar or berobe, amaro beronor somoy holo, dujone eki sathe abar discharge korlam, ami payea kono jor pachhilam na, pa bayea gorachhilo rupaker birjo ar amar sorir ros makhamakhi hoyea,ralling dhore dhire dhire bose porlam, hotat mone porlo char tolar janlar kotha, dekhi sei mayeti ekhono daryea dekhche, or sami bodhhoy ghumochhe, ami tara tari rupakke thele ghore pathalam, “jao jao age poriskar kore nao,” rupak chole gele ami oi janalar dike ek chor dekhyea ghore dhuke gelam, rupak bathroom theke berole ami poriskar hoyea aslam, dujone klanto hoyea suea porlam bichanate, “sokal holo, ebar ekta kichu poro,” or buke hat bulyea bollam, “cholo vor belate somudrer dhare ektu hete asi,” o ekta track suit pore nilo, ami bra ta khule shirt ta pore nilam, vishon valo lagchilo hatte, ekhono surjo otheni, somudrer thanda batase sorir mon santo hoyea asche, hate hate onek dur gelam, aste aste surjo uthche, somudrer jol jeno golano sona, beache lok barche dhire dhire, nulyearamach dhoreche, ar porjoton pryo bangali macher lov samlate na pere kiche, peryea gelam amra, somudrer haoa ki kore janlo amar ontorbas nei ta ke jane, bar bar lompoter moton amar skirt uryea dite chaiche, jama ta chepe bose amar vari buk prokash kore dichhe,

---“tomake darun sexy lagche,” rupak bollo,

---“khub lojja korche jano,”

---“keno? Lojjar ki holo!”

---“vetore kichu porini to…”

---“aribbas…darun…amar salimoni bole kotha,”

Ek hate komor joryea dhorlo amar, ami or komor ber dyea dhorlam, hatte laglam dujone, or hat aste aste neme gelo amar pachate, amar vorat vari pacha dulchilo cholar tale tale, or hat jeno sei chondo chuyea dekhchilo, hat bolachhilo, pechone ek dompoti, boyosko, samne theke asche ek dongol chele meye, ami amar bra hin vari buker dola dekhe oder chokh atke gelo, ekta photographer,…oneke ache ei somudrer dhare photo tole, amader photo tullo, onek gulo, single, dujone, kadhe hat dyea…besi kichu bara bari korte baron korlam, copy hoyeajete pare,…

Ami bollam, “kemon lagche ?”

---“somudrer bali, …dheu, nil akash, …sexy nairi….”

---“sudorshon purush…..” Haste haste or komor joryea dhorlam mai, du hate,

---“ei na hole jibon ?”

---“ar sunte hobe nato amake ?”

---“ki ?”

---“tumi paro na, …tomar pourush nei…ei sob faltu kotha ?”

---“ebar onno kichu sunbe,….”

---“ki?”

---“ar parina….roj kore….jokhon tokhon….batha kore daye….”

---“ha ami tai sunte chai…jodi na daye…jor kore nebe…fatyea debe…tobe bujhbe sami kake bole…eto sundor ek ta chele, ….palabe amake nyea ?”

---“realy ? Ami raji…” ghure daryea amar du kadhe hat rekhe bollo, aei moreche…ami vablam.

---“payeto gyeacho amake, palyea bodnam na nyea plan koro ki vabe amra meet korbo….”

---“ta thik,..sono ami tomake phone janabo kobe kothay tumi asbe, sekhane hotele amra meet korbo, o.k. ?”

---“o.k. …ebar firi cholo, rod utheche, gorom hochhe…”

Ferar pothe dekhi dokani ra posra nyea boseche, jhinuker toiri na na jinis, “taka enecho?”

---“ha, keno tumi ki kinbe…”

Ekta dokaner samne …thik badha dokan noy, balir opore plastik bichyea boseche ek ta chele, samner dike jhuke hatute vor dyea daralam, pechone surjer alo, poriskar dekhte pachhe cheleta amar patla skirter vetor dyea, ar samne jhuke daranor fole jamar fak dyea dekha jachhe amar bondhon hin buker soundorjo, rupak enjoy korche bapar ta, khub lojja laglo, bosteo parchina, panty porini je,…tobuo du pa joro kore pechoner skirtta tene, boslam kono rokome, cheletar chokher pata porchena, ami ekta jhuto muktor mala kinlam, ar koyekta jhinuker dhupdani, purir smriti pen, othar somoy ichha kore pa duto ektu fak kore dilam, chele ta hiseb vul korlo, mot hoyeachilo pray 150 takar moton, nilo matro 50 taka, ferar pothe rupak bollo, “oshadharon, …cheleta kemon 100 taka kom nilo…” emni emni kom nilo naki ? Dorshoni dilo…” hoteler dininge cha jolkhabar kheye ghore gelam, khub khunsuti korlam dujone, eto anondo ami konodino paini, “chan korte jabe na ? Ki porbo?...” Rupak bollo, “ota tomar opor charlam, aj sokale ja dekhale, or opore ar kichu vaba jayna,” “skirt ta pore jabo? Tahole kintu sobai sob dekhe felbe,..” Na na sob dekhabo na, ogulo amar nijer jinish,” bollo rupak, leggins porlam, kalo, nyloner streachable, sada panty, sada kurti, sutir, kalo bra, rupak porlo shorts, ar gol gola tee shirt, ekta plastiker bage towel, ar joler botol nyea gelam chan korte.

Ooofff sedin chan kora holo na onno kichu,…ekhono vable ga seure othe, ki boro boro dheu, ami to prothome sotty khub voy pachhilam, ektu ektu kore jole pa vijyea dheu aslei chut lagachilam,, rupak amake tene namalo jole,komor soman jol, dheu aslei bopse porchi,dheuer dike pechon kore, rupak amake agle rekheche, o ache thik amar pechone, dheuer dhakkate ami pare vese jachhi bar bar, ar o ese porche amar opor, amay joryea dhorche, kichukkhan bade amra arektu sahosi hoyea ar ektu egyea gelam, amar voy lagchilo, ami o ke joryea dhre rekhe chilam, o amake japte ache, amar pechoner kurti uthe gyeache bujhte parchilam, kalo nyloner leggins vije amar sorirer sathe mise gyeache, ar tar vetor dyea sada panty,….ami onuvob korchilam amake chatche sobai, amder ase pase purushder vir jome gyeache,sada sutir kurti tao amar lojja nibarone oparog hoyea gyeachilo, sada bra,….ekta chele amar gayer opor ese dhakka marlo, jeno dheuer dhakkate ese gyeache, rupak amake joryea ache ar ak hate amar pacha khamche dhorechilo, amar panty side hoyea gyeachilo,…ar ekjon pase ese bollo,…”amader satheo ektu jol keli koro sundori…” ami bujhte parchilam ase paser manush uttejito hoyea porche kromosho, ke kokhon ki kore bosbe, tar por ekta jhamela suru hoyea jabe, ami rupakke bollam, “cholo ar valo lagche na,” amra uthe gelam somudro theke, towel ta gayea joryea nilam, ar komor dulyea …komor amar emnitei dole besi, ….kemon jeno nijeke ulongo bole mone hochhilo amar, lubdho purusher dristir majhe, jai hok, hotele firlam amra, …roome dhukei o ja korlo seta amar kache sotty kolponar otit chilo,….ek dhakkate amay chit kore fele dilo bichanate, tar por amar komor theke ek tane khule fello amar leggins ar panty, amake kono sujog na dyea nijeo khule fello pant ar jangyea, or bishal purushango fule sokto hoyea ache, du hate amar pa fak kore jor kore chepe dhukyea dilo amar vetor, ….”Aaahhhhaaaa lagcheee….please charo….iiissss khub lagcheee…”dom bondho kore bollam ami, manosik saririk kono protuti chilo na ei obosthar, amar sukno sorir pothe or bishal lingo jatayat korte laglo, chire jete laglo jeno vetor ta, ki jeno kamonmad obotha or, ami kator vabe onurodh korchi, chere dite sunlo na, kichukkhon bade or kam rose vije kichuta slipery holo amar sorir, ektu jeno sosti pelam, birjo pat korlo amar vetore, ektu jala jala korchilo, chan tan kore dujone gelam masir hotele, khaoa daoa kore ese ghumyea porechilam ami, bikeler dike sopno dekhlam mone holo somudrer dheu gulo jomat hoyea amar buke che boseche, ghum ta venge gelo, …rupak amar buk duto duhate dhore kochlachche, amar tokhono sorirer osoasti puropuri jayni, voy peyea gelam, abar jodi jor kore dhokay,…ami or mukh ta tene nilam, chumu khete laglam, amar thot ta o mukher vetor nyea chuste laglo, ami or du payer fake hat dilam, niriho gobecharar moyon jhulche or pourush, mutho kore dhorlam, aste aste or pant tene namyea dyea narte laglam, uthe ese o amar buker opor bose or ghumonto monthon dondo dyea amar mukhe marte laglo, ami du hate or pacha dhore tene nilam amar mukhr kache, ek hate or dondo dhore narchi ar or chamrar thali ta mukher vetor nyea chuste chuste onno hate or pachute ghoste laglam, amar mukher opor or ghumonto pourush jege uthchilo dhire dhire, ami oke thele namyea anlam amar du payer fake, ami komor tule chera ta ghoschi or nake, ebar o amar thigh duto aro fak kore cherate jiv dilo, amar sara sorir seure uthlo, o sundor kore amar naki te jiv dyea narte laglo, payer tola theke ek odvt sihoron somudrer dheuer moto achre porlo amar sorire, aste aste amar sorir sara dite laglo, cherata jole vore uthlo, nighty ta khule fellam, or mukh uthe aslo amar buke, amar ston brinto jiv dyea vijyea dilo, chuste laglo kamonmukh tikhno badami ston brinto,amar sugothito komol ston dhire dhire kothin hoyea uthlo, chera vese jachhe tokhon amar nijer sorir rose,or lingo jege uthe rono murti dharon koreche tokhon, ebar o amar du payer fake bose ek hate ligo sirsher dhakna khule ghoste laglo amar cherate, dhukyea dilo, …….ooooooooo kora suru korlo, dupurer batha kothay chole gelo jani na, jege roilo sudhu sukher smriti, ….kotokkhon korechilo jani na, ghori dekhini,…dorkaro hoy ni, amar sorir ningre jol khoshe gelo, ar amar gopon surongo vore dilo o nijer pourush rose, tar por kichukkhon amar buke syea khub ador kore uthe porlo,

---“sare dostate train, hoteler gari thik somoy moto pouche debe amader statione…”

Bag guchyea nilam, khabar pack korte bola hoyeache, traine khabo, “ki porbo?” Jiggesh korlam ami, saree porte bollo, “ami tomake sajabo aj,” vishon valo laglo amar, amake prothome brassier poryea dilo, tar por panty, saya poryea dorita khub jore bedhe chilo, seta bolte abar alga kore badhlo, tar por saree porano,oofff se ki kosorot, tar por saree ta ami nijei pore nilam, tar por amio oke poryea dilam jangya, pant, sando, ar shirt, ……hoteler lok bole gelo ready hote, adha ghontar vetor gari charbe, ….amake joryea vishon ador korlo, chumute chumute mukh vore dilo, amio ador khelam, ador korlam, …thik somoye amader pouche dilo hoteler gari, b2 – 35 ar 36 amader seat….khub jotno kore nyea elo amake, ..ek boyosko dompoti, amader khub ashirbad korlen, amara amader nicher seat chere dyeachilam onader, “tomar bor tomake khub valo bashen , tai na ?” Vodro mohila bollen, ami bolla “vishon…”amader moton eto sukhi dompoti ora naki kono din dekheni,…jai hok, amara howrrha te namlam, sokal 7 ta, gari bola chilo, halka tiffin kore barir dike fire chollam,

---“kota din jeno sopner moton kete gelo,” ami bollam,

---“amar jiboner sobchayea soronyeo din ogulo…”

---“ami ja bolechi seta mone thakbe to ?”

---“ami notun jibon pelam,…”

---“sotty puri te lingoraj dorshon amar sera soronyo ghotona,…”

Obak hoyea amar mukher dike takalo rupak,

---“ki jaggroto ar soktiman debota,…bolo…?”

Mukher dike takyeai ache…

---“ki dekhcho omon vabe ?”

---“na …mane …”

Ami ektu mukh vengche bollam, “lingoraj oto sokti shali ar jaggroto othocho dekho, kirokom matha uchu kore mondire dhoke ar tar por chot fot kore ,…bomi kore oggyaan hoyea beryea ase….”

Koyek second chup chap theke ho ho ho kore hese uthe amar urute hat rakhlo, ami or hat ta du hate dhore seate helan dyea bose chokh bujlam, ….purir sukh, anondo, sihoroner smriti te amar mon achhonno hoyea gelo……………..